What is the real meaning of happiness? Is it when we are perfectly admire? Or when we have everything to being perfect? I know we have just few moments of real pleasure feelings, but no one really ever experimented what happiness is and no one will.
We are just creating signals and terms about what are good and bad stuff, we don't really know what the hell is happiness or sadness, is just a way to describe a new feelings that we create.
Everything is going to be gone and we can't hold on in certain aspects, I don't really know what are we waiting for to say "this is my fate" but, fuck off, everyone needs to found what is universe about.
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Broken Minds.
RandomWe fake a smiles every time, and that is easy because we been doing it for a while, we hide the truth behind our eyes and we know that the only way to save our souls is being different from who we are, because is the only path that the society teach...
